.45 Disciple

piss on my leg and tell me it's raining
logic and law of which you are evading

themeadows
Search my body
Search my mind
between the two i wish you had contrabands to find

strategically sedate
consume
reaspirate

pluck!

every mistake you've ever made
haunts by night and hounds by day

is there anything to be done? oh, no...
just tearing myself apart

pieces of myself fallin down
peace of mind nowhere to be found

here it goes again
just tearing myself apart

is there anything to be done?
always...